Went to see Super8 last night. Loved it (including the GRAGH! moments of jump fright). But you can tell it was made by J.J.Abrams. LENSFLARE. Lots of LENSFLARE. It should have its own sound effect. Kinda like a "mmmwhaaaaaaaaaaa".

Lensflare preeeeeetty.

Pasta Carbonara WILL come with mash AND chips. (brb, dying of carbs)

In other news, the plumber came, froze the pipe (yay! didn't have to drain the entire system) and put a new valve on the radiator.

The new job is going well, so far I have helped a student with their massive experiment and done some work on the project I was working on before. So... yeah. Going to X-Men tomorrow. Because it has to be done. The amount of squee I keep running into compels me.

That was a good birthday.

Cake at work. Plus additional cake made especially for me. With candles! And then an early home time, Dr Who (at last! And OMG WHAT?!!!!), folks round to the flat for a small feeding, then off to the cinema to see Hanna (my third Olivia Williams of the week) which was odd, but awesome. And then a trip to the pub to finish it off.

Best. Birthday. Ever.

Hic.

That was a long cycle. I cycled so far I found the sun! Which then hung around for half an hour before being embarrassed by all the attention and disappearing to be replaced by a cold wind. Which became a cold headwind as I set off on a winding explore of the South East Coast following the elusive blue signs of a long distance cycle route. Very good signage actually, I never got lost at all! Unfortunately the back roads were not so good. Thank goodness for suspended saddles, that's what I say!

Am now home, and having showered, done the shopping, put a load of washing on and washed the kitchen floor I think I'm allowed to relax in your fine company for a bit.

Everyone having a nice bank holiday?

Oooh, and we're off to see Fast And Furious: Whatever later. Car noise and Vin Diesel's oiled biceps. Lovely.

But I swimmed 1300m. Looking good for the 1500 on Thursday. And upped the sprints to 3x despite all the pain. Very virtuous I am. However, I have pulled a muscle somewhere I don't even know where to start to describe. Over did the kicking on the sprints I think. Dole office forgetting to pay up can do that to a girl.

But still, I has swimming XP. And now to go see Tron. In 3D. And do my very best not to fall asleep. Cos if I do, didactylos will KILL me.

The trip home, not the extended weekend... That was AWESOME. Trip home? Not so much.

It could have been worse though, the train after ours broke, so they held ours back and let everyone get on it. Fortunately our carriage was full of people insisting that this was the DELAYED 13:10, not the REPLACED 13:35 and thus our seat reservations still hold good thank you and all y'all other folks can just clear off. :D

I indulged my new Fringe exploration all the way home (DAMN YOU sweetsyren AND YOUR ADDICTIVE SHOWS) but it was still a long way. I has a tired.

The weekend was awesome. Wine, more wine and then some wine (just for a change) interspersed with the conversation of funny and occasional pauses to GeoCache at Ally Pally. Then off to the Home Counties for some excellent movies (RED? AWESOME - and with a Helen Mirren cherry on top just to make it perfect) and conversation and an exploration of the River. I found cows and some enormous houses and two lots of mud and a beautiful chestnut foal with the cutest white blaze. sweetsyren found us a pub that did lunch. I think perhaps her findings may have outclassed mine.

Anyway - I'm home. Woo etc. Back to reality. Hopefully NCIS tonight will cushion the landing somewhat.

Yes it was too Ben Barnes in Caspian so NER, Didactylos. HA. Eat my being right and enjoy it in a tasty fashion.

I enjoyed it. Though I see we are now pretty much ignoring the books and just picking the pretty moments to film. But it was pretty, and there was much sailing and fighting with swords. So I'm happy. Shallow, but happy.

Today there shall be building shelves with the paternal unit, attempting to convince the jobcentre that I HAVE been looking for employment (no REALLY) and then swimming. Very productive day.

And tomorrow I get to go up to London (down, but you know what I mean) and look at all the bright lights and people and also (more importantly) catch up with old beloved friends for a chit chat, booze and bump admiration session.

Then I go invade Syren's peace and quiet and wreak havoc in the home counties. CRY WHATSIT AND UNLEASH THE DOGS OF WAR!!!

So busy! No time to catch up with peeps! Surely this is against my human rights, no?

Things I need to tell all y'all.

( TH watches Dr Who: Amy's Choice and makes a discovery )

( TH watches Snakes on a Plane (spoilers within etc) )

( TH prepares for death through exercise )

So, parents back this afternoon. In their absence I have:

1) Written/prosed 10 pages of sketched fic, edited 16,000 words and finally managed to post the DoctorWho Crackfic Crossover thus enabling the watching of the 11th Doctor season.

2) Written 1 drabble and 1 vignette (both still need editing).

3) Written the opening paragraphs of a stalled chapter (opening paragraphs are always my bugbear).

4) Edited two pages of the 1940s AU so that it actually flows (might get even more of that done this afternoon).

5) Missed three lunches and worn out each and every wrist joint I own in the pursuit of same.

6) Cooked various messes of potage of the tasty variety including an excess of chilli.

7) Drunk the very nice bottle of red my aunt left as a thank you for looking after her over two months ago.

8) Drunk the very nice bottle of homebrew my friends left for me at my birthday BBQ.

9) Eaten an excess of Pizza and watched a goodly chunk of my Lovefilm Urgent List.

10) Stayed up late and slept in for no reason other than there was crap on TV and I had an idea.

Not bad for two weeks eh? *sigh* Welcome home folks.

Socialising this week consisted of an art gallery (terrible exhibition, very interesting side room with aerial photos of the city that Beardy McBeard Face (Didactylos) and I argued over for a while.

( Art! Movies! Dinner! )


Oh and due to my evil throat of fiery raging pain keeping me awake all night with gland swelling and earache I went to the emergency Doctor. Apparently I have "No temperature" and after a quick glance in ears and throat I was dismissed with instructions to take regular painkillers and gargle every 2 hours. A virus. Oh joy. "It's on it's way out now"

This is why we can't have nice things.

So very tired.